A time for you to live
A time for lies
And now your looking for something sweet
Something for your soul to eat
Now we're waiting
And the streets are empty
A houndred million children going to bed
And YOU?
You start worrying 'bout yourself instead
This is sugar for your soul
This is money to pay your hole
Don't put that sugar to your soul
You'll play an evil funny role
And the sugar will turn into salt
Still waiting
All the streets are empty
A houndred million children going to bed
And YOU?
You start worrying 'bout your life instead
This is sugar for your soul
This is money to pay your hole
Don't put that sugar to your soul
You'll play an evil funny role
And the sugar will turn into salt
In your wounded heart
Will turn into salt
In your wounded heart...